

As Fallow’s tipster says about the story: ”And the great thing, Pete, is that this isn’t just one of those passing sensations. Everybody gets into the act, from the Bronx District Attorney who is running for re-election, to Peter Fallow, an alcoholic English reporter who is trying to save his sagging career on a daily tabloid. Wolfe does with this material is very funny indeed -funny and bitterly satirical.

As she races away, the rear end fishtails and ”thok!.The skinny boy was no longer standing.” By the next day the boy is in a coma and black agitators are up in arms.īut what Mr. Sherman McCoy, a well-married $1 million-a-year high-WASP Wall Street bond salesman with a 14-room apartment on Park Avenue, takes a wrong turn while driving his mistress home from Kennedy International Airport, and finds himself lost in the jungle of the east Bronx.įorced to stop his $48,000 Mercedes-Benz and remove what appears to be some sort of road barrier, he panics when approached by two young black men – one large and the other skinny – starts a fight, and leaps into the passenger seat of his car, his mistress having slid over to the wheel. The incident at the heart of Tom Wolfe’s hilarious first novel is no laughing matter.
